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Bottle And A Gun Lyrics - Swan Songs - Hollywood Undead

It was once a dark lonely summer's eve, 

On the lonely streets of Sunset. 

When the Lord called upon six crazy MC's. 

J-Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, 

 

Da Kurlzz, and Tha Produca! 

 

Hey, uh! 

Man, you forgot the homie Funny Man c'mon! 

 

And I can show you how to hump, 

Without making love. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

And I'll be laying in the sun, 

Bottle and a gun. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

 

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My clothes are always retro, 

Sexual like I'm hetero. 

And I'll play a bitch like Nintendo, 

Take her for a ride in my Benzo. 

Funny as fuck I should do stand-up, 

Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck. 

 

Got a gold-ass grill, 

Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill. 

Hop in the ride let's roll, 

I'm a baritone with a voice that's so low. 

 

It'll make your speakers explode, 

And I'll drop your panties to the floor. 

Let me bend you over let me lay you sideways, 

Hop in the bed girl, it's Freaky Friday. 

If you got beef then you better step up bitch, 

Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to fuck with! 

 

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And I can show you how to hump, 

Without making love. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

And I'll be laying in the sun, 

Bottle and a gun. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

 

Girl come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro, 

IntrŠ¾duce me to your mom as Charles. 

It's Charlie Scene, shake your ass to the bass, 

 

Wait till you see my face, hey bitch. 

 

Wear them tight jeans that show your ass-crack, 

My first name gives Vietnam flashbacks. 

 

I get drunk and do the same old, same old, 

Take three girls home and call them Charlie's angels. 

What you gonna do after we get signed? 

I'm gonna lose my mind, 

 

Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride, 

 

Go back in time, 

Be there that night and save 2Pac's life. 

 

Then pay my fine, 

 

For getting caught fucking on the Hollywood sign. 

I got the game on lock, 

I'll have a bottle and a glock with biceps like the Rock. 

 

Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch! 

 

And I can show you how to hump, 

Without making love. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

And I'll be laying in the sun, 

Bottle and a gun. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

 

Get down, I'll show you how! 

Come on girl let me show you how, 

Let's get freaky-deaky now. 

Get down, I'll show you how! 

Come on girl let me show you how, 

Let's get freaky-deaky now. 

 

And I can show you how to hump, 

Without making love. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

And I'll be laying in the sun, 

Bottle and a gun. 

The way you look at me, 

I can tell that you're a freak. 

 

Get down, I'll show you how! 

If you got beef then you better step up bitch, 

Hollywood Indead ain't nothing to fuck with! 

Get down, I'll show you how! 

I'll have a bottle and a glock with biceps like the Rock, 

Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch! 

Bitch! 

What motherfucker? 

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